He rolled back over, i think i saw a tear in his eye. “josh, i’ve been… I’ve had several dreams lately… Of…” he took a deep breath. “�...�of having sex with a guy!” he was staring at me, waiting for my response.“wow…” i was a bit dumbfounded. I knew a few guys that said they were gay, but i never talked to them about the homosexuality. Being the nice straight boy that i was, i had had it beaten in that being gay was a betrayal to ones self. It was abnormal! Although around other straight guys you. "Huh?" I said with a confused expression."Your eyes.I don't think that dark almost black purple is...'normal'." He said getting up.I crossed my arms over my chest.He opened the garage door and walked over to his bike. "I'm going for a ride." He said as he climbed on.I nodded and moved out of his way.I walked into the house and to the living room."Vince! Carlos! Get your asses over here!" I called for them.They came walking in from the game room.They saw me and raised an eyebrow."Come closer.I. She began to moan unabashed from their play, her hips rolled against their hands and her legs willingly parted to receive all this attention of her new lovers.Then her world spun and she was pulled off the centaur and was laid out over a stubby rounded rack where they would usually drape their saddle packs over. Her tits spread out over the rough splintered wood, her arms and legs were bound tightly to the four posts by roughly threaded ropes. Her head was hanging with no support and another. “Now THIS is an interesting development,” Clarissa said.I felt she was right, but I wasn’t going to jump to any conclusions.“Let me return the call before you go off on some wild tangent,” I cautioned.I went to the kitchen and dialed the number Liz had written on the notepad. The call was answered after two rings.“Mrs. Stephens? This is Mike Loucks. I’m returning your call.”“Hi, Mike. How are you?”“I’m great. How is Angie?”“Better.”“What can I do for you?”“I’m wondering if you would speak with.